Eva celebrated her first Halloween today. This year she was an adorable butterfly. We went to several baby/toddler/kid Halloween events and she had a great time walking around and being adored by everyone. She definitely doesn’t get Halloween yet, but in a few years, I am pretty sure she is going to love it.
Eva the butterfly pollinating destroying the flowers.
I love these little padded butt baby costumes!
The costume was a little small so when the head was buttoned it squashed her cheeks.
A few weeks ago, our little family spent the weekend in Santa Cruz. It was beautiful and we had a great time. Eva especially enjoyed our picnic at the beach.
Yesterday, Eva received her first of what I believe to be many splinters to come. She had been holding wood chips at the park. It never dawned on me that she might get a splinter. Eva’s Dad noticed it during her nightly bath. Using precision skills Eva’s Dad expertly removed the offending splinter from Eva’s pinky while she was nursing with the use of only a small spotlight and tweezers. (He missed his calling as a brain surgeon.) Remarkably, Eva wasn’t really bothered by the splinter or its removal.
Okay. This post is a long time coming. Eva has started walking! It is so cute to see someone so tiny on the move. She is pretty much over crawling. She can even get to standing from sitting on the floor with no assistance. Officially, she started taking one and two steps a little after 10 months and was fully walking at 10.5 months (thanks to some help from her cousins Cora and Lane). Eva’s Dad thinks she walks like a zombie, or a tightrope walker, or Frankenstein. Earlier this week she and I walked four blocks hand and hand. It took about an hour.
I have been a little lax on my posting lately. Eva now feeds herself and drinks water out of her sippy cup using her own hands. One day Eva, Eva’s Dad and I went out to dinner with a friend to Tommaso’s (an old family favorite, some of you may recall being dragged here by my parents). I was concerned that Eva was not going to tolerate the Italian atmosphere. We put some Cheerios on a napkin and much to our relief and surprise, she spent the entire night feeding herself. This was the first time she fed herself. Now she is an old hand at stuffing several different foods into her mouth (although Cheerios remain a favorite). In the words of one mother I know, “Cheerios are like crack for babies.”